Rhys has nothing slithering around his insides, but he can almost feel it from the power of suggestion. He pulls his be-booted feet in and hugs his knees, wary and disgusted. ]
I, for one, feel normal. Super-duper-normal! Maybe this deathfungus is fruit-borne, and not... dessert-borne. Maybe. PROBABLY.
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Rhys has nothing slithering around his insides, but he can almost feel it from the power of suggestion. He pulls his be-booted feet in and hugs his knees, wary and disgusted. ]
I, for one, feel normal. Super-duper-normal! Maybe this deathfungus is fruit-borne, and not... dessert-borne. Maybe. PROBABLY.